So much for date night…


So much for date night...
But there's no one behind me to remove the last guy's knife.

So much for doing it right...
But here I am on date night writing rhymes.

So much for devotion...
But here I am tonight being a total dick of a person.

So much for apologizing...
But here I am in this poem and thinking of you gets my pen a blazing.

So much for God sent...
But here I am righting wrongs with an unsent letter addressed to my cellar.

So much for the right time...
But here I am trying to use my hands when they still feel like they're tied.

So much for the right knight...
But here I am still holding on too tight to my Princess guide.

So much for that kind of love again...
But here I am sitting on the button a more bitter self calls abort mission.

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